Conscience
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Zong Zhengyu grabbed Mu Anan's hand and placed it on his thigh. He tapped it gently and said, "You look great. As long as you stand there, your mother will feel gratified."
As he spoke, the man turned to look at her.
Mu Anan's heart skipped a beat.
Zong Zhengyu's words had indeed eased her chaotic and nervous mood.
All these years, she had never dared to visit her mother.
It was because she felt that Jiang Group was constantly growing while she was too weak. Mu Anan had no progress in taking revenge and was still greedy to stay within the safe space Zong Zhengyu had given her.
Mu Anan felt that she was not qualified at all.
But now, everything was finally over. Jiang Group was about to disappear from Jianglan City, and Mu Group was about to return.
The glory that had been lost would return.
She was finally qualified to see her mother.